Chapter 93 (1/2)

Two big round tables were set up in the yard of old enkun's house.

The enthusiasm of yuziba people was integrated into the meal. The women chirped in and out, killing chickens, slaughtering fish, burning fire and serving food. Most of the men crowded around the round table in the yard, talking and laughing, toasting Shi Dazhuang round by round.

Halfway through the meal, a wail like killing a pig suddenly came from a mud tile house on the left of the yard, which disrupted everyone's drinking. People holding wine bowls in the air stopped their chopsticks and looked at Lao enkun sitting on the throne.

Shi Dazhuang frowned and said, ”Duke enkun...”

Old enkun knocked on the cigarette pole and interrupted him: ”mind your own business and dry your meal!”

The sound of killing pigs continued. Old enkun was smoking, but no one was allowed to go over and watch.

Several women carrying tea and vegetables came and asked if they wanted to send some food to the house. Old enkun banged the cigarette pole and scolded, ”the crooked goods of luori drum. What to eat is starvation!”

Everyone stopped talking about it, and the two brothers quarreled with each other.

Most of the people in yuziba are dark, a bit like those in Myanmar and Vietnam. But Aoki noticed that a woman who served them vegetables was very white. She knew at a glance that she was not a native.

Shi Dazhuang obviously noticed and asked enkun, ”whose daughter-in-law is this? I haven't seen it before!”

Enkun pointed to a black faced man in his thirties at the next table and said, ”Lettori's family has been married for two years.”

The man named Lettori came to propose a toast with a smile and said, ”take care of big brother Stuart.”

Shi Dazhuang dried the wine, pointed to his daughter-in-law and said, ”Lettori, you are lucky!”

Everyone joked that he had stayed on the Kang all day since he got married and refused to get up. Even people had lost a few circles.

Lettori smiled with his chest, which was full of the pride of toad eating swan meat.

Only Aoki noticed that the expression on the white woman's face was a little strange. Although she was also smiling, there was an unspeakable indifference in her smile.

Aoki has seen such a smile. In the nameless alley beside Liuying lane, some women will have such a smile on their faces.

Everyone says the wind and moon are good, but they don't know that once they enter the wind and moon field, they can't go back all their life.

This is not a dust smile, but a desperate smile. It is the kind of helplessness that has lived in the cage for a long time, can see the world outside the cage, but can't open the shackles. Helplessness is followed by despair and a lack of interest in everything.

The woman still ran in and out diligently, always delivering the dishes to Shi Dazhuang and Aoki first.

This is the way to treat guests, but Aoki always feels that when women put the dishes on the table, there is a flame burning in their eyes.

It's like a spark suddenly lit up in a desperate darkness.

It's like throwing a little salt into a bowl of thin boiled water.

That is enthusiasm, taste and hope

Aoki didn't know what the white woman was hoping for, but he was sure that she would never take a fancy to herself or Shi Dazhuang.

”Help me with a bowl of rice,” Aoki said.

The woman ”Hey”, shuttling around like a butterfly, and soon brought a bowl of hot rice.

”It's a special fragrant rice in southern Yunnan. It's Canned with moso bamboo. Nong Chacha, don't you?”

The sudden emergence of women is a bit like the dialect in Shenzhou, which surprised aomu. The woman's husband Lettori glanced at them, his eyes full of vigilance.

Aoki took a bowl and ate two mouthfuls. Sure enough, there was a special sweet taste.

He just wanted to say that the rice was delicious, when he saw half a small note exposed in the rice.

The woman had turned to the next table, but her eyes glanced at him from time to time.